Chapter 628 Savior

Chapter 628 Savior

Chapter 628 Savior
Ning Zhuo stared at Yang Weida's body, silent for a moment.

Yang Weida had a calm expression on his face, giving the impression that he was fast asleep.

He couldn't help but recall his interactions with Yang Weida.

At first, I saw him on the boat.

He looks honest and rough, but he is actually smart and bold. He asked Qing Yan for a reward and offered the bone-chilled crocodile stomach, but Qing Yan refused without hesitation.

However, in Ning Zhuo's opinion, this is nothing more than a bargaining technique - offering a high price at the beginning.

So, in the end, Qing Yan still gave six magic-grade soul-crossing lamp wicks.

Afterwards, Yang Weida was taken away by Wen Runyu.

Later, in Zangyang Villa, Yang Weida sold his aphrodisiac ointment to the male practitioners around him, and it was very popular.

When he arrived at Zhuangyang Hospital, he practiced actively and worked hard.

Finally, when Jin Yancha had a new master, he decisively surrendered to Ning Zhuo and attached a large sum of money.

It was said to be all his wealth, but there was no proof, so Ning Zhuo remained skeptical. Even so, the wealth that Yang Weida offered voluntarily was definitely a huge sum of money for most foundation-building cultivators.

To be honest, Ning Zhuo admires Yang Weida quite a lot.

This monk was not talented, but he had always worked very hard, was willing to make sacrifices, and had a spirit of adventure. Even when he encountered repeated setbacks, he did not change his fighting spirit and was able to make flexible adjustments according to the actual situation.

Ning Zhuo promised him and arranged a future for him in Baizhi Fairy City. He not only valued his attitude of surrender, but also had high hopes for him as a person.

however……

he died.

All the efforts and the bitterness and pain of the past have disappeared with the wind, and no one even cares.

Because this time, too many male concubines died, almost all the people in Zhuangyangyuan, and Yang Weida was just one of them.

Ning Zhuo's mood is complicated.

The White Paper Immortal City is like a huge whirlpool, sweeping away countless people who have died in it, from the past to the present.

The brutal battle made the lives of the monks worthless.

Yang Weida once confided his bitterness to Ning Zhuo, saying that the things he had been pursuing but could not get were given to Ning Zhuo, but he did not care at all.

Ning Zhuo and he did not share the same sorrows and joys, but at the same time, they could sympathize with each other.

Ning Zhuo was deeply touched by Yang Weida’s death.

"What's the difference between me and Yang Weida?"

"To the Lord of Baizhi Immortal City and the Lord of Wangchuan Mansion, I am just an ant."

"In such a turbulent vortex, if I am not careful, I will die."

Wen Runyu, who rushed to Zhuangyangyuan, had a red face and was filled with anger.

"This damn traitor! Who is he?!"

Wen Ruanyu wished she could fight the traitor to the death right now.

Before, he thought that if he did his utmost to monitor, the traitor would not have any chance to take advantage.

As it turns out, the traitor just hasn't taken action yet, or he is preparing a sneak attack and is ready to strike.

Wen Ruanyu clenched her fists tightly, and veins popped out on the back of her fists.

He couldn't imagine to what extent the news of the almost complete destruction of Zhuangyang Academy would ferment, and how huge the blow would be to the morale of the entire Baizhi Immortal City.

Whenever she thought about this, Wen Ruanyu felt a chill in her heart.

Ning Zhuo said at the side: "If the traitor is not found, people will be in a panic."

"Even I feel that this traitor is extremely powerful at this moment!"

Wen Ruanyu nodded, her voice becoming hoarse: "We must do our best to investigate, we must find out the identity of the traitor and give an explanation to the people in the Immortal City, otherwise the White Paper Immortal City is likely to collapse!"

This time, the traitor's action directly put Baizhi Immortal City in a very dangerous situation.

Ning Zhuo and Wen Runyu, who have been in charge of this matter, bear huge responsibilities.

The relevant monks came to report quickly.

"Are you saying that these male concubines died of poisoning?" Wen Runyu frowned.

Ning Zhuo did not look surprised.

The male concubines did not have any wounds on their bodies, but their faces looked hideous and painful. Poisoning was the most likely cause of death.

"What kind of poison is it? Do you have any clues now?" Wen Runyu continued to ask.

"A deadly poison that comes from... a certain spiritual food." The monk replied immediately.

"Where does spiritual food come from?" Wen Runyu continued to ask.

The monk answered with a name, which made Ning Zhuo's eyes widen instantly.

Wen Ruanyu also felt incredible: "From his hand? Are you sure?! This is impossible! It can't be his."

Wen Ruanyu was the first to speak up for the suspect.

This is because this person is an old man from Baizhi Immortal City, a senior spiritual chef from the dark cuisine faction, and the old man who took the initiative to give Ning Zhuo the spiritual chef inheritance.

Soon, the old man from the spiritual kitchen was brought in front of Wen Runyu and Ning Zhuo.

"It's ridiculous!" The old man from Lingchu was tied up and denied everything. He was very emotional.

"Master Chef, please be at ease. I am here and will never wrongly accuse you." Wen Ruanyu was the first to speak and make the assurance.

The old man in the spiritual kitchen was very angry: "No matter how much you doubt others, you shouldn't doubt me!!"

"Yes, yes, yes." Wen Runyu nodded hurriedly and bent down, sweat oozing from her forehead.

Although the old man from Spiritual Kitchen firmly denied it, he was the only suspect in the short term.

After much persuasion, Wen Runyu finally convinced the old man from Lingchu not to be anxious for the time being, to detain him temporarily pending trial, and advised him to think carefully about the evidence against him.

Ning Zhuo also gave some advice or two.

Only Wen Ruanyu and Ning Zhuo were left. The former held his forehead and said, "Things are becoming more and more complicated. I am almost certain that this is a traitor's frame-up of the chef."

"Although this trick is childish, it is too disgusting!"

"This traitor is trying to mess up our mentality. Don't get too excited."

Ning Zhuo shook his head slightly and folded his arms: "I have the same judgment as you. This is obviously a frame-up, but..."

"But what?" Wen Ruanyu asked, "You have been thinking about it since just now."

"I know that you have received the kindness of the old chef and accepted a portion of his spiritual chef inheritance. But during the negotiation just now, you only said a few words."

"If an outsider were to see this, they would probably think that I was the one who received the inheritance from the chef."

Wen Runyu is a Confucian cultivator after all, so he is so reserved when criticizing others.

Ning Zhuo continued to shake his head and looked at Wen Ruanyu expressionlessly: "You misunderstood me, I just felt it was a little weird."

Wen Ruanyu was immediately interested: "Oh? What's weird about it?"

Wen Runyu highly recognizes and values ​​Ning Zhuo, and if the latter finds something strange, then there is probably something wrong.

But Ning Zhuo shrugged the next moment and smiled bitterly: "This is just an inexplicable emotion of mine. I always feel that something seems to be wrong, but I can't figure it out after a while of digging deeper!"

"Is that so..." Wen Ruanyu sighed in disappointment, "If you figure it out, you must let me know first."

"Yes." Ning Zhuo nodded. "Before that, I'd better go to the prison first and tell the prison boss in person to take good care of the chef."

Wen Ruanyu shook her head: "The traitor is so rampant and cruel, it is better not to expose your identity as the deputy city lord. Let me do it. If you are worried, why not go with me."

"Then forget it." Ning Zhuo frowned and shook his head to refuse, "Just take good care of the chef. The most important issue at the moment is to find out the traitor."

"I want to be on the scene and search it myself."

"Yes." Wen Ruanyu nodded, "I'll go with you."

The two of them joined forces and patrolled the entire Zhuangyang Courtyard together, but found nothing.

"I just remember that it was even weirder..." Ning Zhuo watched the corpses being collected one by one by the monks, but he couldn't figure it out.

Wen Runyu: "Oh! You think about it carefully. I will go and gather people and think about how to deal with this mess." Ever since Sangle Youling's death, he has been under a lot more pressure.

Now that such a big thing has happened, his pressure has skyrocketed.

The next day.

Ning Zhuo received a message from Wen Runyu.

The content of the Feixun message made Ning Zhuo change color on the spot. He was shocked and felt even more unbelievable after being shocked.

He hurried to the prison, where he met Wen Ruanyu and the old man from Lingchu.

The old man from Lingchu had multiple wounds on his body, was tied up, and was dying.

Wen Ruanyu stood in front of him, glanced at Ning Zhuo, then turned to look at the old man: "Are you really confessing? This is not a joke!"

The old man in the spiritual kitchen sneered, "I did it! I was the one who killed those male concubines. I am one of the traitors."

"The Lord of White Paper City wants to use the Golden Swallow Fork to restore his former self and regain control of the center. This is impossible!"

"Hehehe."

"The Sun family is too ambitious, and you monks who secretly take care of Sun Tiesheng are too naive and shallow. I went in and out several times, and it was like entering an empty space."

"You held a celebration banquet and asked me to prepare spiritual food. In my opinion, what's the difference between this and volunteering to die?"

"Hahaha, this is a God-given opportunity, and it is also the destiny of Baizhi Immortal City!"

The old man from Lingchu actually confessed to his crime.

His attitude has changed drastically from before.

No matter what Wen Ruanyu and Ning Zhuo said, he insisted on the crime and refused to change his words.

There was no other way, so the two of them had to make arrangements to place the old man from the spiritual kitchen in a safe place, and they both walked out to discuss the matter first.

"Do you think he is a traitor?" Ning Zhuo asked first, and then answered himself, "I don't think so."

Ning Zhuo still remembers vividly the scene where the old spiritual chef prepared spiritual food for him on the spot and took the initiative to pass on the spiritual food to him.

There's no reason a traitor would do such a thing.

"But if he didn't do it, why would he admit that he did it?" Wen Ruanyu frowned, "And his attitude is so firm, he must know that the fate that awaits him is to be sentenced to death!"

Ning Zhuo stared at Wen Ruanyu: "Actually... the old man's confession is good for both you and me, isn't it?"

After all, they had been ordered to investigate before, but to no avail.

This time, the traitor took action and killed almost all the male concubines in Zhuangyangyuan. The two of them bore a huge responsibility.

As one of the few ordinary male concubines, Ning Zhuo himself is also a huge suspect.

If they really want to go with the flow, then Ning Zhuo and Wen Runyu will at least feel less pressure for the time being.

Wen Ruanyu looked Ning Zhuo in the face without hesitation: "Why are we testing each other? I know your character, and you should also know my aspirations and ambitions. I am a Confucian cultivator, and I cannot commit a false case that is forced into confession for my own selfish interests!"

Wen Runyu was decisive and determined.

Ning Zhuo nodded: "Did you order him to be tortured?"

Wen Ruanyu shook her head again: "Absolutely not. I left with you last night and never came back. And I issued a strict order that no third person except you and me is allowed to approach the cell. Anyone who violates the order will be executed immediately!"

Ning Zhuo nodded again: "Okay, since it's not you, who else can give this order? Who else can come to the prison quietly?"

Wen Runyu's face was as gloomy as water. She lowered her head and stared at the floor tiles under her feet, falling into a deathly silence.

After a long while, he said in a hoarse and difficult voice: "I know what you want to say."

"The current city lord did save the old man's life..."

Wen Runyu felt extremely difficult when she said these simple words, as every word was of great significance.

Ning Zhuo no longer stared at Wen Runyu, but turned his gaze and looked towards the direction of the City Lord's Mansion.

He asked meaningfully, "How long has it been since you last saw the city lord?"

After a pause, Ning Zhuo added: "I mean, her true form."

Wen Ruanyu was startled and looked at the City Lord's Mansion from afar: "It's been a long time, really... a long time."

Wen Runyu is the right-hand man of the Lord of Baizhi Immortal City. Especially after Sangle Youling's sacrifice, the only real backbones left in the huge Baizhi Immortal City are Wen Runyu and Tieguzheng.

Ning Zhuo is the deputy city lord.

The only person who could surpass the two of them, sneak into the prison, and change the attitude of the old man in the spiritual kitchen was probably the city lord.

Why is she doing this?

Ning Zhuo can answer this question himself: "For the White Paper Fairy City."

The incident at Zhuangyangyuan caused such a big stir that the entire Xiancheng was in a panic and the morale suffered a huge blow.

People will inevitably think: if a prestigious Zhuangyang Temple, a place with heavy security, could be wiped out, then what about these people?

The performance of the City Lord's Mansion has been disappointing time and again. Can we really withstand this wave of ghosts under its leadership?

But this time the tide of ghosts is not just a tide of ghosts, it is also an army from the underworld!

In this situation, the Lord of Baizhi City chose to sacrifice a monk, indicating that his side quickly investigated and found one of the traitors, which was undoubtedly the fastest way to resolve the crisis.

Must be fast!

Otherwise, if public opinion spreads again, profoundly affecting the entire Fairy City and leading to a total collapse, it would be almost impossible to recover.

Ning Zhuo felt mixed emotions.

"I understand the city lord. Everything is for the greater good and requires forbearance. And in many cases, such sacrifices are necessary and worthwhile."

Forbearance... just like Ning Zhuo had spent more than ten years in Huoshi Immortal City.

Ning Zhuo frowned, feeling very uncomfortable.

If he were the him who was in Huoshi Xiancheng, he would swallow all the complicated emotions, lower his head, grit his teeth, and endure silently.

But he had traveled to many places and gradually changed. At this moment, a voice sounded from the bottom of his heart, and this voice became louder and louder: "If I were the Lord of Baizhi City, I would not do this! Even if someone is willing to die for me!"

Ning Zhuo has such a person around him.

He had no doubt that Sun Lingtong would make sacrifices for him.

Just as he had no doubt about himself, he would willingly do such an action for Sun Lingtong.

This has been verified in Huoshi Xiancheng during the fight against Qi Bai.

"The Lord of Baizhi City gave me the Four Soul Cultivation Treasures, gave me the position of Deputy City Lord, and subsequently provided strong financial support to the Qingjiao Army, but what exactly is the existence of me, the savior, in her heart?"

He subconsciously looked towards the south of the city, where was the giant paper statue left by his mother.

Meng Yaoyin was once a savior. In order to save this fairy city, she was willing to sacrifice her own life. Now only a giant paper statue is left.

"The Lord of Baizhi City arranged this for the old spiritual chef. He also arranged this for my mother."

"And me?"

"How will she arrange me?"

"Savior..."

Just at this time, sounds of ghosts crying and wolves howling were heard outside the city.

Soon, war drums began to beat and war flags fluttered.

The ghost tide comes again, and its scale is far greater than before.

The city defense battle started again.

Tie Guzheng's face was as gloomy as water. He stared intently and saw the mighty Yin army appearing on the horizon.

Referring to the military intelligence he had collected, Tie Guzheng immediately concluded that this ever-growing Yin army was moving out in full force this time!

The traitor almost destroyed the entire Zhuangyang Courtyard. As the whole city was in a panic, sending troops at this moment was indeed a good opportunity.

The White Paper Fairy City is in danger!

(End of this chapter)